“I think you’re overreacting.” “But—” He slashed a hand toward the bed. “What about it?” I asked. “You didn’t have a problem staying at my place a few weeks ago and this bed is twice the size. We could get a third person in here if you wanted an adventure. Is McKerry in town this weekend? Or Wilcox? I bet one of them would be down.” The phone fell from his hand, clattered to the floor. The veins in his neck appeared to bulge and that seemed like something to be concerned about. Medically, perhaps. “You want to run that by me again?” “I’m just saying we have plenty of room and you don’t need to
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